Mr. Ozpin taught the fourth grade, while Miss Glynda taught the fifth grade. They were neighbours in the school and close friends. Each year the Beacon Elementary School would force each class to perform in front of the school in the Christmas Concert. The winners would throw a class party with pizza and a movie. This year Mr. Ozpin and Miss Glynda's class combined to form one mega class, in an effort to eliminate the other classes.

Adam thought the Christmas Concert was a joke. Everyone knew that the kindergartens or Mr. Bartholomew's sixth grade class always won. The kindergartens had that cuteness, and the sixth graders had superior knowledge and technology. And Adam wasn't the only one that thought this was all a joke. His friends Roman, Cinder, Junior, and the twins Melanie and Miltia agreed.

Miss Glynda had instructed them to take out a piece of paper and write any ideas that they had to do for their piece. Adam rolled his eyes at Roman; the orange haired boy snickered back at him. After writing ten ideas down on their list the class could be dismissed for early recess, but only when all of them were finished. Glynda had stared at the group in the corner with hardened eyes.

"Stupid," Cinder hissed under her breath as she pressed down hard on her pencil as she wrote. With that said the group wrote down the first ten things that they could think off, it was half assed but they did finish first and it wasn't like they cared.

They lounged around waiting for the rest of the class to finish. When Miss Glynda gave them the all the clear, The Corner Kids Crew all but threw themselves out of the classroom and into their snow gear before tearing down the hall.

Freedom. Good ol' extended recess. The time were kids will be kids and snow forts were the coolest things the world. The Corner Kids (Roman, Cinder, Adam, Junior, and the twins) quickly created the foundation of their snow fort; the kids from Mrs. Molly's fifth grade class wouldn't stand a chance this recess! The bell rang, signally the start of recess and their fort walls stood at waist high—Junior's waist high. Junior was the tallest of the Corner Kids Crew, the heaviest as well.

"Incoming," Miltia said quietly directed to Adam. The red haired boy glanced up from the snowball that he was working on. They were beginning to supply themselves with ammo, just waiting for the December 15th Snowball War to begin. The Corner Kids Crew would be victorious!

"Adam!" a black haired girl called out as she stumbled through the snow. A huge grin on her face as her two other friends stumbled behind her. Running in snow was annoying, it liked to squish around in the weirdest ways and other times you could trip over just when you thought that you stepped on solid ground. And that's what she did; the black haired girl face planted in the snow.

"Blake!" Adam shouted running out of the fort towards her. His friends laughed loudly behind him. The girl sat up, snow sticking to her nose and cheeks. Adam bit the finger of one of his gloves pulling it off before beginning to brush the snow off her face. "You should be more careful," he scolded his warm fingers taking off the last off the snow.

Blake frowned, "I didn't do it on purpose," she said pouting. Her face red from the snow and embarrassment as Adam's friends continued laughing. "I wanted to play with you," she said looking away from the older kids and at Adam.

Adam and Blake grew up neighbours from across the road. Her mother would watch Adam after school until his Aunt would come home and she would see him the next morning where he would walk with her to school. The two of them were close. Her mother would often joke that one day she and Adam would get married—if Blake had it her way. Blake overheard Adam's Aunt agreeing saying that Adam was "just smitten with her" and that it was always "Blake this, or Blake that." Blake didn't believe them, they were silly adults after all there was no way that Adam liked her liked her.

"No babies allowed!" Melanie shouted, a chorus of yeah's following. Adam frowned looking back at his friends' then back to Blake.

"Then Adam will come play with us!" Yang shouted back stopping beside her kneeling friend her younger sister Ruby halting beside her.

Melanie's cheeks puffed out, "You can't take Adam we need him to defeat Mrs. Molly's grade five class!"

Ruby crossed her arms over her puffy red jacket, "then let us play or we'll drag him off!" she yelled. Cinder and Melanie's eyes narrowed at the third grader.

"Fine, but don't start crying if you get hit in the face with a snowball!"

—

Blake threw the blanket off her loft bed and into Adam's arms. They began to tie it around her bed posts and stuffing it under her mattress. Once that was completed both Adam and she crawled into what they liked to call Their Nest where they gathered blankets, pillows and her two beanbag chairs to create. They wrapped the last blanket (that wasn't being used as part of the nest or the walls surrounding the nest) over their bodies and ducked their heads underneath.

She wrapped her arms around his torso and buried her nose in his neck, Adam wrapped his arms around her in return. "Why are your friends so mean to me?" she whispered nuzzling further against his neck.

He blushed remembering some of the things they send once they all dragged themselves into the school after recess. "Adam has a girlfriend, Adam has a girlfriend~" they had teased, Melanie had poked his red cheeks as Roman called him out for blushing.

"They're doing it because they know it bothers me." Blake stared up at him her large golden eyes wavering; she didn't say anything for a long time. Enough time for him to being to flush darkly and his friends teasing to return to his thoughts. Blake wasn't hisgirlfriend. They've never even kissed!

That's what boyfriends and girlfriends did, right? They kissed and held hands and blushed at each other. Right?

Blake chewed on her lip; she was going to do it! No holding back! She'll just lean in and lay one on him. And she did. Blake dove in, kissing the boy quickly her eyes closed tightly and her heart pounded loudly in her ears. Her eyes fluttered open as she leaned away, her heart in her throat as she gaged his reaction.

Adam sat stunned, blinking owlishly in his shock. His cheeks aflame, holy shit. Yes Adam had just though those words and it was the only thing he was thinking. He couldn't say anything, didn't move. He felt so light, his heart beating a mile a minute. He nearly felt like he was going to be sick to his stomach with it beating so quickly.

"Adam, you're Aunt's here for you!" Blake's mother called up the stairs. That snapped him out of his thoughts. He pulled the covers off of the both of them, his hair sticking up in an array of positions as he climbed out of their nest and under the blanket wall. His cheeks still stained red from the kiss. He even jogged from the room and down the stairs, leaving Blake to run after him.

She caught up with him just as he was stepping into his boots. "Adam," she whined. The boy hit his face in the neck of his sweater. The women shook their heads, chuckling at the children. They had a feeling of what had just transpired. Adam's Aunt bid the Belladonna's goodnight, Adam mumbling along with her with his mouth hidden by his jacket cheeks still pink.

—

"Boys are silly, darling. Adam will come around, don't you worry." Her mother closed her door with that, finally bidding her daughter goodnight. Her husband raised his brow at her, "she's just having boy trouble." The woman slowly began to walk down the stairs, her husband frozen at the top.

"No. Nono," he hissed his feet thundering down the stairs to catch up to his wife, "Blake's too young to be having boy troubles. I thought we agreed Blake's not to have anything to do with boys until she's twenty five!" His voice panicked, just thinking about his darling daughter in the clutches of some boy. No boy would ever be good enough for his baby girl!

His wife laughed at him patting his arm, "I'll like to see you try to keep her away from Adam."

—

Mr. Ozpin and Miss Glynda had settled with the age old classic of A Christmas Carol (a shortened addition), much to the groaning and moaning from The Corner Kids Crew. The fourth graders had piled in Miss Glynda's class, taking a seat in the open space on the floor. Blake and Yang had sat closer to Adam and his friends, Melanie and Junior had leaned over to whisper "Adam has a girlfriend" in his ear. His face had erupted in a pink flush, it kept getting darker every time Blake would look up at him to smile.

"We need to choose who's going to be whom, anyone have a character they want to be?" Mr. Ozpin questioned, writing the characters on the board.

Cinder raised her hand high, Miss Glynda pointed to her. "I vote Adam and Blake as Young Scrooge and Belle!" Adam's face darkened to the colour of his hair as he shot a dark look. All his friends were against him.

"Roman for Scrooge then," Adam countered. If they were going to be like that, than he'd see to it that his friends have to suffer along with him.

—

The Corner Kids Crew had all gotten speaking roles in the play. Cinder had gotten her way with Adam and Blake playing the young couple. And in return Adam had insured that Roman had gotten the position of Scrooge. Blake's friend Yang scored the role of the Ghost of Christmas Past, and their class had voted for Junior to play the Ghost of Christmas Present.

Junior had begged and pleaded to not get the part, but everyone had agreed that he would be perfect for the role. He was the jolliest looking one out of the group after all.

The twins became two of the Cratichit children, with one of the boys from Mr. Ozpin's class staring as Tiny Tim. And Cinder as Mrs. Cratchit, boy had she ever made a fuss out of that one. Much to the amusement of the class.

—

They practiced a lot during that time, going over lines and lines of dialogue. Those that didn't have any roles were casted as extras and stage crew. They had gathered costumes and planned music. During the gym time they would set up the stage and run through the play, over and over again. They were going to win this year, not those grade sixes and not those kindergartens! They would get that party with the free food and the day off all things school related.

Of course, that is until some bright student thought it would be more realistic if Blake and Adam actually kissed. Blake agreeing whole heartedly—it was just another reason to kiss Adam again. The boy, on the other hand froze at the suggestion a blush creeping up his neck to his ears and cheeks. When he said he wasn't going to kiss her, Blake's eyes watered and the class began to chant "kiss her, kiss her!"

The blush darkened as the chanting grew louder, the teachers trying to silence the children. Adam ground his teeth together, finally having enough of it as he succumbed to peer pressure. He leaned over to the girl beside him and smushed their lips together quickly. Just to stop the crowd.

—

The day of the concert came and went A Christmas Carol hadn't won—the singing of tiny children in reindeer and elf costumes won the crowd over. Damn kindergarteners and their tiny faces. But the two teachers had agreed that they'll throw their class a combined Christmas party, were the students could bring treats from home as they watched a movie of their choice.

Yang and Blake had joined The Corner Kids Crew during the movie, Blake holding Adam's hand tightly in hers. She was finally starting to understand what her Mom said about boys being silly. She knew Adam liked her, Adam knew that she liked him, and everyone knew that they liked each other. But still his face would flush and he would shy away whenever she would go to kiss him, or when someone would tease him about their relationship.

But that was okay, she wasn't going to go anywhere.